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Jon Whitley
Jon Whitley
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James Labouchardiere
James Labouchardiere
Songwriter

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Would people born of Dorset flee The march towards equality Or fear to take the higher ground While division's trumpet calls do sound Should we of Dorset skulk our parts When unity needs good hands and hearts Open minds and common sense Not a border wall and a barbed-wire fence Cry unity, fall in, fall in Now don't let Dorset's ranks be thin Cry unity, fall in, fall in Now don't let Dorset's ranks be thin Would we lose blessings should we hold More precious far than worlds of gold Lush, green fields where the honeybees fly Clear air and smokeless sky We'll shield the tree from saw and chain Stand before the high-speed train No we'll not let them build upon The countryside until it's gone Cry unity, fall in, fall in Now don't let Dorset's ranks be thin Cry unity, fall in, fall in Now don't let Dorset's ranks be thin If those with nothing reach this place Would Dorset show them back or face Would funds be scarce if we had need To put aside our selfish greed Should we not let them enter proud This land that we have mown and ploughed Not see them struggle just to drown On the shores below these rolling downs Cry unity, fall in, fall in Now don't let Dorset's ranks be thin Cry unity, fall in, fall in Now don't let Dorset's ranks be thin Cry unity, fall in, fall in Now don't let Dorset's ranks be thin Cry unity, fall in, fall in Now don't let Dorset's ranks be thin Cry unity, fall in, fall in Now don't let Dorset's ranks be thin Cry unity, fall in, fall in Now don't let Dorset's ranks be thin
Writer(s): James Labouchardiere, Jon Whitley Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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